DM Kathy Sunday September 9th, 2012 10:34:26 PM
Over the next week or so, you hear about the aftermath of the ankheg attack. With patience and persistence, the druids and rangers killed or drove off the remaining ankhegs, and sealed off their tunnels. Quila's foot was regenerated at the Temple of Light. And the Preserve sent a special plaque to the school to honor the students and their heroism. Headmaster Roww makes a little ceremony of hanging the plaque in the front hall, where future generations of students will see it and know of your heroic deeds. Or, more likely, run past it wondering whether they have time to finish their Conjuration homework before dinner.
[Everyone take 1500 XP for that final scene.]
The results of your finals exams come back. Everyone will be graduating. Emrys graduates at the head of the class, although Professor Goodnight is somewhat disappointed with his knowledge of dungeoneering. All the rest of you make the Honor Roll.
As promised, Fizzle gives you his Fantastical Flying Floop once it has been graded. "I got top marks," he says, "but next time I won't use a goblin. And I've got this idea, see, for improving the magical flight coefficient, if I can find the right material...."
For its part, the Floop seems glad to see you. "Were are we going?" it asks. "Is there a pub? Hey, didn't you used to have a dog?"
However, as much fun as it would be to own your very own flying Floop, you have decided to sell it to a collector. The Floop is rather rude about it, and calls you names, but in the end it subsides and your group is 30,000 gp richer.
Wilma; AC16 (chain shirt); HP 35/35; Sunday September 9th, 2012 11:54:14 PM
Wilma sighed as the collector flew off with the Floop. She was actually rather fond of it, but at least the collector and the Floop seemed to get along nicely. Still, she knew she was going to miss it.
The young acolyte spent her time recharging the Cure Wounds wand and making sure she had all of her personal business finished up at the school.
"Congratulations on making top of the class, Emrys!" she told the bard as the group was all enjoying lunch. "I can't wait until the graduation ceremony...Mother and Father are going to be there. Grell is going to have to be on his best behavior...aren't you, Grell..?" Wilma's sapphire eyes twinkled with humor.
Dreppi HP 33/33 AC 16/13/14 Monday September 10th, 2012 1:27:23 AM
"Congrats Emrys!" The happy natured Gnome added after Wilma. Seems this group is good luck if he believed in that kind of thing, saved a school member, made the honor roll, made some gold out of it too. Things are looking up. "Where are your parents from Wilma?"
Emrys (ac14, hp21/21) Monday September 10th, 2012 2:37:52 AM
"Thank you, thank you, my friends. You can imagine my delight when I first heard. It's a wonderful honor." Emrys then takes his cup and raises it. In fact, I would like to make a toast to all of us. We all bring unique talents to this table and I consider each of us the cream of the crop. Our heroic deeds will forever be immortalized in bronze memorial, spoken word and song. The legacy we leave will be that of heroes, and our greatest adventures have yet come."
Wilma; AC16 (chain shirt); HP 35/35; Monday September 10th, 2012 8:39:00 AM (OOC: "illegal" post for RP
Wilma raised her glass to salute Emrys' toast. Then she leaned towards Dreppi to address his question.
"Oh, well," she said to the gnome with a shrug, "My parents live in a little village called Madryn. It's in the Emerald Kingdom."
Vaniime too congratulates her freind and is pleased with her results and toasts the group with the others. As Wilma down plays who her parents are Dreppi, Van doesn't succeed in choking back a chuckle.
"Ummm... Dreppi, What Wilma is neglecting to mention is that both her and Grell's mom and dad are members of the Emerald Dragons and are currently part of the governing body of the self same Emerald Kingdom. They are truly Woldian Aristocrats.
Ariach AC 23/14/19 ; HP 33/33 Monday September 10th, 2012 6:45:36 PM
Ariach stands up and drinks a toast to Emry. "Congratulation Emry! I am proud to know you and call you a friend of mine. I am sure our group will profit from your profound knowledge in the future. But for me even more important is the fact that you are a nice guy......ähmmm.... like i said... i am proud to know you." Recognizing that it maybe wasn´t a good idea to stand up and draw the attention to himself he sits down as fast as possible. Ariach feels that his cheeks turn red and feels very uncomfortable. To draw off the attention he asks Wilma "Truly woldian aristocrats? That explains why Grell is such a spoiled brat." Although he works hard not to laugh he cannot choke laughter.
Tuck HP 36/36 AC 17/17/13 Monday September 10th, 2012 6:54:39 PM
Tuck appears to be in a better mood after a few days to reflect on things. He jovially claps Emrys on the back. "Way to go, nerd!"
He is excited to be graduating and then moving on to a new place in the world. What great adventures are waiting for them?
He raises his glass with the rest of the group and cheers loudly. "Plateau City, here we come!"
Grell AC 22/13/18, HP39/47 Monday September 10th, 2012 9:43:30 PM
Grell looks over at Vaniime with an incredulous look "Uhhhhh...yeah...well, you forgot to mention the "poor as dirt because Mom and Dad keep popping out babies" part of aristocracy, didn't you?"
Grell shoot Wilma a dirty look when she mentions being on her best behavior...a bit of his old resentment flaring up. "Actually, I was thinking Dad and I could go out for some Karraja. Maybe Lowell will show up too. Shoot, we need to get Tuck and Ariach in on the game!! We'll finally have a proper team!!"
A slight growl escapes Grell's lips at Ariach's teasing. Wilma's small barb combined with Ariach's jest rubs the warrior the wrong way. He wasn't really fond of the way the paladin had been looking at Wilma, and now, suddenly he wonders if he hasn't been friendly just to get closer to Wilma. WHY did everything always have to be about her?! Even here, even now...after he had made a name for himself...somehow she ALWAYS managed to worm her way into the middle of things. Slamming his hand down on the table, Grell rises abruptly. "That's it...I'm off to the practice fields!" he manages to get out through gritted teeth before he stomps off to work off his frustration.
DM Kathy Tuesday September 11th, 2012 12:06:06 AM
The end of your academic career brings accolades for some, a sense of relief for others. And for Grell, the combined gibes of his sister and Ariach prove more than he can handle.
Soon, however, you are all swept up in the excitement of graduation. Your parents arrive, from all corners of the Wold, bringing with them the good wishes of friends, relatives, and former adventuring companions who were not able to make the trip. Many of them, however, sent "tokens of support" in the form of small bags of gold. By the time you are getting ready for the graduation ceremony, you have each netted 1,000 gold pieces in graduation gifts. And your parents haven't yet given their gifts; that will happen after the ceremony.
Ariach AC 23/14/19 ; HP 33/33 Tuesday September 11th, 2012 2:56:10 AM
After Grell had left Ariach realizes that he had hurt the feelings of the big warrior. He follows the half orc immediately. "Grell, wait! Please wait!" "I apologize for my behavior. I just said it to draw attention to something else. It wasn´t correct and it wasn´t my right to say such things."
As Ariach gets all these graduation gifts he is very happy. So many persons show him respect in sending these gifts. But he doesn´t forget his duty. The codex commits him to donate half of the money for the poor. How many food can be bought with this money? A smile passes over his face. He made the right decision to leave home and come to Maplehurst. Now he has the chance to make the Wold a better place.
Wilma; AC16 (chain shirt); HP 35/35; d20+11=19 ; Tuesday September 11th, 2012 12:34:51 PM
Wilma thought about Grell's unexpected reaction to her customary teasing--could it be that he was still insecure about his ability to become a great warrior in his own right? (OOC: Voluntary Sense Motive check 19.) If this was the case, there wouldn't be much that the acolyte of Gargul could do about it--anything she said or did now was likely going to taken the wrong way...
...unless...
"You'll have to excuse me for a bit," Wilma said, getting to her feet, "I have to go find my folks and, uh, make a few arrangements..." She dashed off to do just that, stopping long enough to find and enlist the help of none other than Lowell, Grell's twin...
Tuck HP 36/36 AC 17/17/13 Tuesday September 11th, 2012 5:27:07 PM
Tuck looks after Grell as he storms out, but does not follow. He can take care of himself.
He takes another drink and smiles stupidly at Emrys. "So...know anybody in Plateau City? I hear it's big."
Emrys (ac14, hp21/21) d20+9=21 ; Tuesday September 11th, 2012 6:48:59 PM
Answering Tuck's question, Emrys says, "Yes, Plateau City is big. A great number of nerds live there. I hear their count is about to increase by two." Emrys smiles and finishes his drink. He pauses for a moment and then says, "Well, I need to acquire a few more quills ... a lot of thank you letters need writing."
Once again Van shakes her head as somehow once again something she said or did backfires with unintended consequences.
Not having heard from her parents, she has no idea if they are planning on making an appearence or not, and a wave of melancholy sweeps over her. Quietly she steps away from the table looking for a quiet corner.
Grell AC 22/13/18, HP39/47 Tuesday September 11th, 2012 10:56:24 PM
When Ariach pulls him aside, Grell forces himself to calm down. He nods at Ariach's apology. "It's fine. Really, I just lost my cool. But if you want some advice, it's this...stay away from Wilma. She's not as sweet and innocent as she looks."
DM Kathy Wednesday September 12th, 2012 12:06:21 AM Ariach takes Grell's departure hard, but on second thought Grell decides to stay. Wilma begins concocting a scheme.
Meanwhile, Tuck asks about Plateau City, and Emrys confides that is the home of creatures called nerds. He does not elaborate on what sort of thing a nerd may be. He leaves the table, and Tuck soon discovers he's been the victim of bardic mischief. The drink in his cup has become unbearably sour.
Vaniime wonders whether her parents will even make an appearance.
The following day, you graduate from Maplehurst Academy. The non-adventuring students receive their diplomas first, in alphabetical order. Then the adventuring track students receive their diplomas, starting with the students that have formed themselves into adventuring groups. The Short Order, the Claws of the Griffon, the Maple Fellowship. Then, hesitantly, Headmaster Roww calls for "the Vanguard."
Nothing happens for a while, and then you realize he means you. You had certainly talked about the name, but you hadn't adopted it officially yet. As far as you know.
Still, it's easily corrected if that's what you want, so you step forward to receive your diplomas. Emrys receives a special certificate for graduating top of the class.
Then, the adventuring students who are not yet in companies are called alphabetically to receive their diplomas. And then, the partying can begin.
Both of Ariach's parents attended the ceremony. Afterwards, they each present him with a gift. His father gives him a +1 Breastplate with the symbol of Domi subtly picked out on the shoulders and gauntlets. His mother gives him a +1 Shield with the symbol of Domi prominently displayed.
Dreppi's "parent," a surface drow, is also in attendance. He gives you a cautious nod. "Not bad, youngster," he says. Almost as an afterthought, he tosses you a small package. Inside is a rather ugly-looking gem. "There's an air elemental trapped inside," Fixer tells you. "Nasty surprise for somebody, eh?" (Dreppi has received an Elemental Gem containing an air elemental.)
Emrys's father, clearly choked up, envelops his son in a bear hug. "Top of the class," he says. "Knew you could do it." He hands you an odd, lumpy package. "Tool of the trade," he says. "At least, that's what they tell me." When Emrys opens the package, he finds a Hat of Disguise.
Perhaps not coincidentally, Pinwheel also receives a Hat of Disguise as a graduation present. Maybe the Catacombs ran a special.
Theodore Gryphon congratulates his son Tuck. "I know you'll do well in Plateau City," he says. "I'd have liked to have seen you come to Dirt City, but perhaps two Gryphons in one place would be too much, hmm?" He hands you a leather haversack. "Crafted this myself," he says. It is, of course, a Handy Haversack. Embroidered on the outside is "Presented to Tuck Gryphon on the occasion of his graduation from Maplehurst Academy."
Vaniime finds herself embraced by her mother. "We're so proud of you!" she says. "Your father couldn't be here; something about an undead Behir. I know he'll be disappointed to have missed this." Handing you a package, she adds, "this is from both of us." You open the package to find an Efficient Quiver. "Vaniime Elemirre Claudia Nightseer" is embossed on it in gold.
Grell and Wilma receive hugs and congratulations not only from their parents, but also from a gaggle of siblings. Grell is presented with a +1 Greatsword. "For the Wold!" is etched into the blade. Wilma receives a +1 Mithral chain shirt. The links of the shirt are two subtly different shades. When seen from the right angle, you can see the symbol of Gargul.
Dreppi HP 33/33 AC 16/13/14 Wednesday September 12th, 2012 1:07:37 AM
Dreppi smiles having graduated, but when he sees Fixer the Gnome is ecstatic inside, but contains it on the outside. Afterwards when he opens the gift seeing the gem, smiling up at Fixer "Yes indeed. Thanks!" Places it away for safe keeping. "Seems the life of adventure is for me now. I hope your experiments are going well?" Bows slightly.
K'Nara of the Emerald Dragons Wednesday September 12th, 2012 1:12:43 AM
It is very easy to identify the Illutu-Grell clan...all of the children look a lot like their parents. Grell is the spit-and-image of Gunther, while Wilma very closely resembles the tall redhead that is her mother. K'Nara envelopes her daughter in a heart-felt hug and releases her to turn towards the younger of her first set of twins.
"Grell!" the blade singer grins widely and then also throws her arms around the muscular young man in a bear hug, lifting him briefly off the ground and then pounding Grell's back and shoulders in blows that, to most humans, would look like she was beating on him. However, when mother and son separate, they are both wearing ear-splitting grins.
"Congratulations!" K'Nara says exuberantly, punching Grell's shoulder one last time. "You've conducted yourself well in battle, and now you're off to find more glory. Don't forget to write every once in a while!" For a moment, the female fighter's expression turns bittersweet, but the moment passes. "Grell...your father and I are so proud of you!" She draws in a deep breath.
"Now...I must go, unfortunately...I promised a certain elf that I would back him up with a certain undead Behir," K'Nara says with a sigh, "But your father is staying here for a bit--try not to kill your brothers and sisters, all right...?" The human blade singer then turns to the others in the family, raising her voice:
"Thrax! Gunda! Xiomar! Gauthier! Luane! Garen!" the female fighter yells out the names of her other children, getting their attention briefly. "Behave yourselves! Just because I asked Grell not to kill you...doesn't mean he has to listen!" Six young heads bob hastily in acknowledgement. K'Nara turns and salutes her graduating children once more before vanishing from sight.
Wilma; AC18 (+1 Mithril chain shirt); HP 35/35; Wednesday September 12th, 2012 9:14:05 AM
Wilma was very happy to see the huge brood she was related to--upon arrival, all of her younger brothers and sisters got their usual "noogies of greeting." She made sure to introduce everyone to those of her friends who had not met them yet:
"I'm the oldest, of course," Wilma explained and then went on to point out the rest of her brothers and sisters: "Then came Lowell and Grell--they're a year younger...then Mama and Papa had another set of twins...that would be Thrax, there, and Gunda...he keeps skipping off to the Emerald Forest and she wants to be a bard.." The boy and girl she is introducing look to be about twelve years old or so, and they both had brownish-red hair. The acolyte then points to a ten-year-old boy with white hair.
"That's Xiomar...he likes bugs," she said, then indicated the last three of her siblings: "Gauthier...Luane...and Garen...they're triplets, if you can believe it! Boy, was Mama surprised when they arrived..!" The five-year-olds giggled at their older sister's introduction. The boys in the trio had brownish hair while little Luane sported the white hair from their father--she also possessed the same sapphire eyes that Wilma and Gunther had.
Wilma was waiting to see Grell's reaction to Gunther and Lowell's offer of a game of karraja before the rest of the family had to leave.
Wilma; AC17 (+1 Mithril chain shirt); HP 35/35; Wednesday September 12th, 2012 11:24:43 AM OOC: second post to correct the new AC for Wilma.
Tuck HP 36/36 AC 17/17/13 Wednesday September 12th, 2012 4:14:01 PM
Tuck takes another sip of this drink and swallows hard. He looks from the bitter brew to the departing Emrys.
He makes a face and deposits the mug back on the table. "Gross."
Pushing away from the table he stands to join in the festivities.
He is glad to see his father and hugs the small mop-headed man fiercely. They looked almost nothing alike but there was a strong affection between the two.
"Thanks, Dad!" Tuck holds the haversack up to the light so he can get a look at the craftsmanship. Theodore was dedicated to his work and took pride in producing quality. It appeared to be another fine example. Functional yet pleasant to look upon.
Tuck spends the rest of the evening with his father, introducing him to his friends.
Ariach AC 23/14/19 ; HP 33/33 Wednesday September 12th, 2012 5:32:27 PM
Ariach enjoys being with his parents. Whenever they all are together he has a feeling of absolutely security and complacency. Maybe they are not as famous as Wilma´s and Grell´s parents but Ariach knows that they make a lasting impression on everyone who talks to them. This happens because Ebrol and Lireala Gatelatch are maybe the fondest persons in the wold. Ariach introduces them to all of his friends and you can see how proud he is.
"These are my parents Lireala and Ebrol Gatelatch and this is - Grell, the best warrior of the "Vanguards" - Wilma, priestess of Gargul and our spiritual leader. - Emry, a master bard or at least on they way to be one. He was "Top of the Class". - Tuck, a strong and noble minded monk. - Vaniime, our ranger who tracked down Quila. - Dreppi, our newest member. He uses burning and exploding projectiles to fight our enemies. - and Pinwheel, she is a great fighter but i cannot find her in here."
Later on Ariach thanks his parents for their gifts. Gifts which fit best for a paladin as Ariach figures out sadly. But he says nothing. Today isn´t a day to lament......
Wilma; AC17 (+1 Mithril chain shirt); HP 35/35; Wednesday September 12th, 2012 7:24:32 PM OOC: RP post
Wilma made it a point to say hello to every one of the relatives of her teammates.
"Hello, Mr. Gryphon!" she said brightly to Tuck's father, "It's a pleasure to meet you!" She was visibly surprised that Dreppi's parental unit was a female Drow. However, her smile didn't dim.
"Pleased to meet you, ma'am," she greeted Fixer, holding out her hand to shake. "You should be very proud of Dreppi--he's quite the...firebrand!" When Ariach introduced his parents, Wilma was happy to meet them as well.
"It's an honor to meet you both," the young acolyte told them sincerely. "Now I see where it is that our Ariach gets his honor and courage!"
Emrys (ac14, hp21/21) Wednesday September 12th, 2012 8:32:38 PM
"Thank you, father! This is wonderful. I don't know what to say," exclaims Emrys!
"Indeed, that would be a first. My son, you have made us all proud. Stories have already fluttered back on the wings of birds. They tell a compelling story of you and your friends. Not always coherent but with great enthusiasm," explains his father, Myrridan.
Suddenly other familiar faces begin to emerge from the crowd around him. Many of Archdruid's entourage step forward to congratulate Emrys as well. "Claude ... Andrew ... Boggs, so glad to see you all,"says Emrys excitedly. Then a young teenage girl squeezes through and smiles at Emrys. She looks oddly familiar but he is unsure. "Don't tell me you've forgotten me already," spoken in perfect Sylvan. She then blows sparkly dust at the bard. "Tylwyth!! Wha, uhh, you're so ... big!?" answers Emrys, "And you're missing your wings ... and the dress!""Ya like? Yes, I put away the wings this evening and grew up just for you. Besides, these humans like to stare and I didn't want their attention, so I thought it would be fun to play dress up." explains Tylwyth. "Very convincing," says Emrys. "Thanks!" Tylwyth's eyes go wide as she begins to notice the subtle changes in Emrys since last she saw him. She turns to Myrridan and exclaims, "My Lord, he favors his other half ..." The Archdruid interrupts, "Yes ... his mother." Myrridan places the magical hat upon the head of Emrys and it immediately transforms into a garland of vines, holly and golden leaves. Myrridan then places his hand on his son's shoulder and says, "Tonight, after your graduation, we have another ceremony for you to attend. A circle has been prepared. The time has come." Emrys now notices that Boggs carries a small wooden box and Tylwyth suddenly becomes giddy with excitement.
Seeing her mother at graduation is a true surprise as it was rare that she ever left Karri or Saryd these days, so the embrace was more than just perfunctory as she burried herself in her mother's arms.
As she opens her gift her eyes widen and she nearly squals with joy, as she has always wnated one ever since she came across her father's old one.
As they go along she greets her friends' families and introduces her mother to them. She even gets a chance to tussle with several of the Illutu clan as she has watch them all grow up.
Grell AC 22/13/18, HP39/47 Wednesday September 12th, 2012 11:03:22 PM
Grell breaks out into a HUGE grin when his Dad arrives, though he does stiffen a bit when K'nara arrives. She embraces him and pounds him, just like she used to when he was little. And then she says it...the words he's always wanted to hear, and something inside the warrior lets go of those heavy animosities that have been weighing him down for years. Pulling his mother in closer he returns her hug in earnest this time. "Thanks Moth...Mom." Grell takes his new sword, feeling the magnificent heft of it. "Thanks for everything." He smiles as he watches her go, feeling closer to her than he ever has before in his life.
Ear to ear grin, Grell heads over to his father and slams him on his back. "Hey old man, you think you can still lift the kokpar?!" Then the warrior grabs up his identical twin and head butts him. "Lowell, you old dog! Can you believe it...my friends here (Grell points to Tuck and Ariach) have never even played karraja!! This is something we need to remedy, don't you think?!"
DM Kathy Wednesday September 12th, 2012 11:31:25 PM
You have joyful reunions with your families, who share in your accomplishments. Ariach seems a little taken aback by his gifts, but his mother only smiles at him. As if she'd read his mind, she says "These are also suitable for a warrior who serves Domi proudly. Never be ashamed of who you are. Your father and I are very proud of you."
Meanwhile, the extended Illutu clan is threatening the group with something called karraja.
Then, all too soon, there is the flurry of packing and leaving school. You've done this before, of course, every year. But this time, it's different. This time, you are not returning.
And still, you haven't answered the question: where did all this stuff come from? Why won't it fit in the trunk anymore? Why do I need to find extra bags and boxes every year.
Only this time, your trunks, bags, and boxes are going to Plateau City. Your adventuring careers are about to begin.
Transportation to Plateau City is easy enough to arrange; you can hire wagons to transport yourselves and your belongings. The trip isn't that far, and is mostly over the Safe Roads, so there are any number of wagoners willing to drive you there for a coin or two.
[OOC: I would like to get some idea of where you plan to stay initially in Plateau City. The first scene of the next module involves looking for a place to live, but you'll need a place to stay when you first arrive. Let me know what your plan is.]
Lowell and Gunther (NPC Nellie) Thursday September 13th, 2012 12:32:35 AM
Lowell Returning the head butt with equal ferocity, the identical twin grins at his brother. "I wouldn't miss it for the world! But look at you brother...I think you might have gotten a little soft since you've been gone...you think you still got what it takes or should I take it easy on you?!"
The twins are an interesting contrast. Though they are identical (except for their hair...Lowell having brown hair), in many ways, Lowell is very different from Grell. He constantly smiles, as if aware of an inside joke. He constantly interacts with his younger siblings, engaging them in little games to pass the time. And though he is well toned, he moves with a fluidity that suggests that the young warrior prefers stealth over brute force. Lowell looks over at the young lady with Emrys and his grin spreads from ear to ear. "Hey Grell...I don't think you introduced me to your friend.."
Gunther Wearing a simple tunic stained with what looks to be a large smeared hand print and his pants sporting some unknown substance splattered around the waist, the retired warrior is a blur of arms as he attempts (mostly in vain) to corral several of the weigh ward young children that flock around him. It's hard to imagine that this was once one of the foremost warriors in the Emerald Kingdom! As K'nara leaves, you can almost here an audible gasp as the retired warrior begins to realize that he's been left *alone* to tend to the gaggle of children. "But...K'nara...ve...I..." he manages to splutter before his wife winks away. He briefly mutters something about "voman's vork" before snapping into action. "Well my little monsters, what do you say we teach these little whipper snappers a thing or two about karraja?" Lacking any real corspes, the Illutu tribe quickly gathers several of the heavy practice dummies and set up a make shift field.
For those uninitiated into the finer ways of orc culture, karraja (roughly translated to Toss the Corpse). The game is a rather simple one. Players stand at a marked position and grabbing the arms of legs of the kokpar (corpse) they spin it around rapidly several times and then heft it into the air. The kokpar that travels the furthest distance is usually the winner, though bonus points are earned when major appendages travel separately from the torso.
The match between the Illutu family members quickly becomes heated, with Gunther scoring several impressive tosses. For an older man, the warrior has a strength that belies his flabby exterior. Lowell, for his part seems to focus on technique and timing. Though his tosses do not go as far as his fathers, Grell's twin almost always manages to score separation bonuses. It is no surprise that Grell's technique appears to depend on brute strength and though he initially lags behind his father, the young warrior's last few tosses as quite impressive, and in the end, Grell is able to best both father (who mysteriously manages to pull out his back) and brother (who bungles the last few throws).
Sweaty and exuberant, Gunther, Grell and Lowell, as well as the rest of the Illutu tribe spend several minutes excitedly reliving the better moments of the game. Then, all too quickly, the time comes for the family to leave. Warm embraces are exchanged, more than a few hearty smacks on the back. As they depart, Grell is the happiest that anyone has ever seen him. Whistling a happy tune, he busies himself packing his bags for the adventure that doubtlessly lies ahead.
OOC: I beg the DM's forgiveness, but really needed to get this last post in for the Illutu clan.
Tuck HP 36/36 AC 17/17/13 Thursday September 13th, 2012 8:18:45 PM
Tuck politely shakes hands with all the parents he's introduced to. It is quite surreal to meet with so many heroes of the Wold. He hugs his father one last time and waves goodbye.
Back in his room, he packs up his things into his new haversack and prepares for the journey.
Vaniime AC 18/14/14, HP:23/23 Thursday September 13th, 2012 9:20:28 PM
Soon pack with some things being sent home with her mother, Vaniime has soon gotten her things down to a chest and what she can carry and soon has that down to the wagon and loaded.
Emrys (ac14, hp21/21) Thursday September 13th, 2012 10:29:13 PM
Beaming with pride, Emrys leads his father around to introduce him to his friends. "This is my father, Archdruid Myrridan, Gold Dragon, Knight of the Realm and Lord of Culverheart!" Myrridan smiles and gently puts his hand on Emrys' shoulder and says, "Excuse Emrys, he's always been my most enthusiastic herald. Just Myrridan would be perfectly fine ... and a bit less tedious. I'm pleased to finally meet you all. Emrys speaks of you often, I feel like I already know each of you."
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(If we're not continuing with graduation)
It is late before Emrys returns to his room. A proud smile permanent etched upon his face. His diploma in one hand, a mysterious wooden box in the other. When he enters his room, he illuminates the darkness with a light spell. He wasnt going to bother with the lamp, he would soon be in bed. He takes the garland crown from his head and it reverts back to a normal looking hat. He notices traces of glittery dust and begins shake the rest out of his hair. He mutters to himself, "Tylwyth ... really?! Why so much?"
DM Kathy Thursday September 13th, 2012 10:56:54 PM
[I'm going to give everyone some more time for role-playing posts, then I'll start with your new module next week.]
Wilma; AC17 (+1 Mithril chain shirt); HP 35/35; Thursday September 13th, 2012 11:11:55 PM
Wilma's eyes widened when she realized that Emrys' father was the Myrridian of the Gold Dragons.
"Wow!" she breathed and then smiled, holding out a hand towards the venerable druid. "I am so honored to meet you, sir! My mother has the highest respect for you...and she's told me some stories about your adventures, too..!"
Lowell (NPC Nellie) and Grell Friday September 14th, 2012 12:22:37 AM
OOC: Yay!! Role playing time!!! :) Soo, I guess we skip that last paragraph of the Gunther/Lowell post where they leave..
After the game of karraja, Grell makes his rounds around the group, meeting the various parents. He's happier than anyone has seen him in a long time. First he heads over to Ariach and grins mischievously at his parents. "Sir and Ma'am, you've done a fine job raising your son! It's been a pleasure to serve side by side with him, One thing though...Ariach does seem to have a knack for rushing in headlong..." Grell winks at his fellow fighter, letting him know that he's not serious.
Grell and Lowell chat for with Ariach's family for a while, and then Grell excuses himself an he and Lowell head over to Tuck for a while. "Hey Lowell, this is my friend Tuck."
Lowell smiles at the monk, remembering a certain monk friend of K'nara and Gunther's who taught him a thing or two about unarmed combat. "Ahhh...Tuck...yes, I've read about you from Wilma's letters. Apparently, you've been making sure my uglier half returns alive from these missions! I owe you a debt...it's not always easy making sure Grell's back is covered...I mean...just look at the size of it!" Lowell burst out laughing, while Grell shoots his twin a dirty look, though he still seem in a jovial spirit..
Nellie Friday September 14th, 2012 12:23:16 AM
Bleh...should have been titled Grell!
Fixed for you I think Nellie ... Kent
Tuck HP 36/36 AC 17/17/13 Friday September 14th, 2012 5:46:20 PM
Tuck laughs along with Lowell and Grell.
"Yes, well, I hope that Wilma included in those letters the amount of times that Grell has saved my own back. I'm grateful for his bravery and his steel, as I am for the rest of our party. I think that we have an interesting future ahead of us."
Vaniime AC 18/14/14, HP:23/23 Friday September 14th, 2012 7:56:17 PM
OK fine. Ignore the last post then and I will RP some more.
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Vaniime beams as she meets her companions families and somehow manages to actually enjoy the if not attention, the process of being social for once.
When meeting Emrys' Father, Myrridan She is almost stunned to silence until she remembers that she has met others of the Gold Dragons and even calls Dahlia "Auntie D."
She becomes a bit flustered again when he tells them to just call him Myrridan, but somehow manages it asshe tells him how much having Emrys with them has meant to the group.
"Myrridan, Emrys has helped us so often as we have managed through our scrapes this year. He always seems to know just how to keep us going and get us information to help us overcome the challenges we are faced with. He also put a flying gargoyle to sleep if you can believe that which allowed us to get away."
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When introduced to Tuck's father she greets Mr. Gryphon warmly.
"It is a pleasure to meet you. I must say that Tuck is one tough character. Did he tell you that he dropped a Gargoyle with one punch to the nose even while getting clawed? We are very lucky to have him as part of our group."
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She greets the Illutus with warm famillial hugs nearly loosing herself in K'naras arms.
It is soo good to see you. These two past years have been so much fun since I arrived and joined Wilma and Grell here. I think Grell and I are even getting along better.Not as well as Lowell and I get along but.... Gosh the younglings are so grown up.
She manages to beg out of the game of karraja, having experienced it before and knowing what was coming. Somehow, her mind otherwise occupied, she is surprised by Lowell as the game ends and the sneaks up behind her and lifts her off the ground with his sweaty self.
"Oh!! Lowell, Put me down you great lug. You smell nearly as bad as Grell does most days. How have you been?"
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When introduced to Dreppi's mother she is a bit nervous, not because she is drow, but because her own mother is half drow and is unsure how that interaction might play out should they meet or are introduced.
Figuring what will be will be she greets her in Underwoldian.
"Vendui' bel'la ILHAR" Highlight to display spoiler: { "I greet you honored mother."}
"Dreppi has been a welcome addition to our group. His quick thinking and his timely use of his chemical mixtures helped us get out of quite a tight spot we were in just recently. We are lucky to have him with us."
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When introduced to the Ariach's parent she nearly instantly feels at ease with them and finds herself smiling as they are introduced to the group. She sees instantly why it is so easy to be around Ariach if he was raised by these two lovely people.
" It is a pleasure to meet you Mr. and Mrs. Gatelatch. Ariach is quite the fighter himself, and has been instrumental in several of us getting out of a few scrapes alive and seems to be fearless in the face of danger. It has been a great pleasure to get to know him better over the past few months."
Wilma; AC17 (+1 Mithril chain shirt); HP 35/35; Friday September 14th, 2012 9:37:36 PM
Wilma made sure to keep to the background as much as possible, at least whenever she noticed that Grell was nearby. She had figured that her younger brother was battling insecurities from their childhood days and had taken considerable steps to try to make sure that he didn't feel overshadowed by anything she did. A cleric of Gargul was not in the business for personal glory--and seeing Grell happy now was totally worth curbing her own normally outgoing personality.
Besides...she could always get him in headlock later and give him noogies when they were in a more private setting--she was the Big Sister, after all...
Ariach AC 23/14/19 ; HP 33/33 Sunday September 16th, 2012 1:34:45 PM
Ariach had known that the parents of some of his friends are very famous. But he never thought he will meet them one day. He feels very uncomfortable to shake hands with living legends and he is to nervous to have a regular conversation with them. Especially the presence of the Illutu clan bothers him. If it´s hard to handle two of this clan it will be impossible to come along with all of them. Therefore he says just a few words and hopes he hasn´t to answer to many questions.
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